Solstice Questions Revisited

by Scott Thomas Outlar / December 28th, 2014

What matters
the way of Kings
or the path of fools
or the spell of the magician
or the rotation of the stars
or the cycle of the seasons
What matters
the eye of the storm
or the rage of the volcano
or the nuclear bomb aftermath
or the extinction process
or evolution’s forward urge
What matters
the blackout of a heart
or the whitewash of the crime
or the lie told by the liar
or the love sang from the good man
or the fall of the serpent
or the rise of the Phoenix
What matters
the horror of war
or the peace of Christ
or the Kool-Aid of the cult
or the propaganda machine
or the beatnik mechanic
or the wall street junkie
What matters
the New Age
or the old age
or the next age
or the false prophet
or the Divine Revelation of God
What matters
the virus
or the parasite
or the bacteria
or the friendly fire
or the landmine
or the bombs from above
or the sniper atop the skyscraper
or the paramedic and the sirens
or the sanitized hospital
or the bloody band-aid
or the broken neck
or the wheelchair ramp
or the yellow brick road
What matters
the crash course
or the learning curve
or the plane wreck
or the free ride
or the final cut
or the failing grade
What matters
salvation
or damnation
or purgatory
or eternity
or a ball-and-chain
or golden parachutes
What matters
this
or that
or the other
What matters
yesterday
or today
or tomorrow
What matters
chaos
or order
or flux
or flow
or Tao
What matters
the gates of heaven
or the fires of hell
or the savage journey of being a human
What matters
whether the center can or cannot hold
or why the chicken crossed the road
or what is found at the end of a rainbow
or how many licks it takes to get to
the tootsie roll center of a tootsie roll pop
What matters
life
or death
or health
or illness
or laughter or cancer or wombs or graves
What matters
passion
or empathy
or destiny or fate
or freewill
or bad choices
or lucky breaks
What matters
the high vault
or the low abyss
or the reach toward stars
or the dirt on Boardwalk
What matters
the Hare Krishna
or the Buddhist temple
or the camel driver
or the sheep herder
or the desert dweller
What matters
the grinch or the scrooge or the miser
or the faithful or the generous
or the powerful or the poor
or the war monger or the peacemaker
What matters
the third eye
or the calcification of glands
or the hardening of arteries
or the decay of tooth enamel
or the fangs of a viper
or the growling wolf
or the hooting owl
or the murder of crows
or the death of an angel
What matters
the trials or tribulations or tests
or challenges
or the easy life
or the down and out
or the hungry or the starving
or the well fed or the feasting
or the fast
What matters
water
or wine
or vitamin or mineral
or decomposition
or worms or caskets or cemeteries
or black lungs
or little white lies
or burned bridges
or new horizons
What matters
the end
when it arrives
with a final kiss
and silver is passed
to the traitor
What matters
the solstice
when the sun sits
at peace for
three days
before rising again
What matters
the metaphor
or the heart of the matter?

Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching
philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of
consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration.
He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and
prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects.
Scott Thomas can be reached at 17numa@gmail.com. You can also watch and/or subscribe to his YouTube ChannelRead other articles by Scott Thomas, or visit Scott Thomas's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, December 28th, 2014 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.